Yep. I said it. I'm a BAD mom. There have been times when I've locked myself in the bathroom while the boys convert the living room into a war zone. I usually sit there quietly with my sudoku book in peaceful bliss and won't respond unless there is admission of blood or broken bones.
Having cancer has actually made me an even worse mom. Because now I have an excuse. Plus, I have the unfortunate hormonal changes that turn me into a raging B (yes - raging - imagine wild hair and red eyes.) Just the other day I manhandled Z so swift and hard that I even scared myself*. I had to put myself in mommy time out.
So, now that I've admitted I'm a bad mom and you've lost all respect for me, I'd like to recommend this blog that I find hilarious and scarily on target. It's called 1000 Reasons I'm a Bad Mom and man, it cracks me up.
Nothing like a little light reading when I'm a mere three days from my next chemo. A girls gotta do, what a girls gotta do to get through, right?
*Note: no children were harmed in the above incident.
Hey, glad I could help in any way!
ReplyDeleteBut you? You are excused from pretty much ANYTHING while you're undergoing chemo. You are a hero and a fighter, and your kids should know that. Tell them to act like Spartans! ;)
I totally know what you mean by manhandling. May I recommend some Judo moves?
We're all bad moms, Susan. Except those of us who are bad dads. And even some of those are bad moms.
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